Thursday, July 23, 2009

97 days of gratitude on the wall...

grateful when
familiar words form a new perspective
a prayer recited countless times
suddenly carried on the breath

inspired



then lights
costume, makeup
more than that

change

when energy from the crowd is focused
channeled through these two



my gratitude is in remembering
what power we hold within
and the difference made when
i lift you up

*
pressure pushing down on me
pressing down on you
no man ask for

splits a family in two
puts people on streets

it's the terror of knowing
what this world is about
watching some good friends
screaming 'let me out'

these are the days
it never rains but it pours

people on streets
turned away from it all like a blind man
sat on a fence but it don't work

keep coming up with love
but it's so slashed and torn
can't we give ourselves one more chance
why can't we give love that one more chance

'cause love's such an old fashioned word

and love dares you to care for
the people on the edge of the night
and love dares you to change our way of
caring about ourselves

this is our last dance
this is our last dance

this is ourselves
under pressure

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